Lies, sweet as honey,
Drip from her sanguine lips.
Lies that loop through your brain
Like a bad love song,
To finally lodge, heavy as a stone,
Underneath your heart,
Cold and immovable.
Sweet as honey
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Thin spiral notebook 
Tara, your writing is as captivating as your picture. That picture literally took my breath away. The writing complements it well.
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Powerful stuff. Surely everyone who reads this will cringe, remembering a time when this happened to them.
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Well crafted! Congratulations on your recent wins!
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beautifully crafted, Tara.
one thing about lies . . . eventually they will be shown the light. 😦
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And the things they do there, stuck underneath the heart.
Beautiful words for a chilling truth, Tara. But I appreciate the chuckle of a bad love song, too!
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So true, when someone lies to you that you love it hurts so bad.
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And they just sit there, pulling at the heart. This is a great piece.
Thanks for linking up!
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Perfect poetry and so true.
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Such an awesome description.
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You can feel the sudden weight – and you brought home that sad truth, those lies hurt…your words were effective, and suddenly I feel them, from years ago!
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